The
Rachel Divide 8/10
Jasmine
introduced me to a world of some crazy shit with this Rachel Dolezal
documentary called The Rachel Divide that is on Netflix. Holy shit,
you need to watch this. Everyone knows who she is, right? The White
lady that started living her life as a Black woman and telling
everyone she was Black. I thought that there was nothing else to this
story but I was so very, very wrong. There is more to it than I could
have imagined. If you made this shit up it would sound unbelievable,
and sure enough there is a lot of stuff concerning this lady that
sounds straight up like lies on top of lies.
There
was so much more about Rachel's life to learn. Like the fact that she
adopted her younger brother and sister and saved them from her ultra
religious parents. How religious? They listed Jesus Christ as an
attendant or something on her birth certificate. That religious. Her
older brother was accused of molesting her adopted sister but the
case, that seemed very open and shut, was stopped by Rachel's whole
series of lies and people questioning her that the case never
proceeded. I mean, come on. There were parts where I would start to
get an understanding of her and then she would say something or
someone would point something out (like her suing Howard University
because she was White and accused them of not admitting her because
of that) and my view of her would drop. When you have so many people
doubting you so hard that when you get death threats they stop and go
“Hmm...really?” you have to reevaluate your life.
Then
there are her poor kids. Holy shit, I felt bad for these guys. She
has the older one that she adopted that ends up leaving and leaves
with a statement like he may not come back anytime soon. Her 13 year
old that sometimes acts like he is 4 seemed to be the most logical at
one point regarding how she handles the media and what she says. She
ends up having a baby with a guy that tells her that allegedly tells
her that she had to either marry him or have an abortion. She chose
to have the baby and he is nowhere to be seen. Hell, everything this
woman says should have “alleged” attached to it. This show has a
series of clips from talk shows she went on, her at home doing art
and getting her book together, and checking the internet and managing
to troll herself harder than anyone I've ever seen. Then she doubles
down on her Black.
Jasmine
had me watch the last part where she is in the bathroom cutting off
her braids and I was thinking “Okay,she got her shit together.” I
was so...so wrong. She dyes her hair black, adds extensions, and
heads to the DMV to change her name to Nkechi Amare Diallo. Jasmine
pointed out a previous scene where when wanting to name her new son
she did not want to give him a name hard to pronounce or keep him
from getting a job. And she chose that for herself. While not being
able to find work. Her son tells her that she does things that make
her life harder and she refuses to listen. This documentary made me
feel like I was losing my mind. I shouted into my blanket at one
point. I didn't even want her to say “Okay, guys, I'm not Black.”
I want her in therapy. The life she had before all this shit was not
healthy! She needs to be in therapy if she isn't. And watching how
this affects her kids sucks. The issue of being trans-racial is
discussed as well as what it means to be “Black.” Check this
crazy shit out.
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